Shades Of Tomorrow
The shadows of a darkened past,
are the shades, that tomorrow cast.
The hurt we’ve caused, the damage we’ve done,
awakes each morning, with the rising sun.
In the shattered glass, there is pain,
when in the darkness of our mind, we remain.
Broken dreams, that piles up high,
as the shattered hearts, begin to cry.
In the darkness, we can’t see,
how those thing’s, hinder you and me.
The lack of knowledge, of the light,
blind to the darkness, we try to fight.
With no wisdom, we fight the air,
only hurting those, who truly care.
Where there’s a shadow, there’s a light,
and of the darkness, it gives us sight.
A heart of glass is mended with care,
filled with strength, beyond compare.
A heart of gold, from Heaven you see,
where the shades of tomorrow, will never be.
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